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Eighty-year-old Cass wakes up in the body of a troubled seventeen-year-old girl named Casey, which all believe has survived a suicide attempt. Cass intends to turn the girl’s life around, only it’s harder than she expects. All Casey’s troubles have now become Cass’s and someone wants her dead.
“Any chance you’d be willing to go to a different doctor to get another treatment on your face?”
“I really like Dr. Grey.”
“I know, but we can’t take the chance. You’d visit a doctor in Montana after office hours.”
“Does he have the equivalent experience and skills as Dr. Grey? Because I already have nightmares where I’m blind and irreparably scarred.”
“He won’t touch your eyes. He’ll just work on the cheeks.”
“And if I’m scarred, causing little children to scream at the sight of me, will you still love me?” She expected him to flounder with his response because it required him to actually admit he loved her, something he’d refused to do. To her shock, he replied at once.
“So explain why you’ll love me without hesitation if I’m hideously scarred, but won’t even kiss me when I’m just ghoulishly tattooed?”
“Simple. Dan wouldn’t mind if I’m the only man in the world who still thinks you’re beautiful. But as long as millions of better alternatives exist, Dan would never forgive me for stealing your future.”
She hated it when he nailed the truth. If she were really seventeen, she would agree a hundred percent. Sighing heavily, she muttered, “I’ll see the doctor.”
“He’s not going to leave you scarred, Cass.”
“I hope not, but if he does, I’m holding you to your word.”
“You have it.”
She smiled at the turn of this conversation. “So you think I’m beautiful?”
“Inside and out,” he replied. “We need to change the conversation now.”
“Why? I like this conversation.”